Time’s a bird
Sailing ever so swiftly
On a sea of wind
Rushing the excruciating moments
Letting the blissful moments linger
Allowing us to repose with just enough time
To remember the joyous moments forever.
Time’s a bird
Sailing ever so swiftly
On a sea of wind
Rushing the excruciating moments
Letting the blissful moments linger
Allowing us to repose with just enough time
To remember the joyous moments forever.
My name is Lucy Danto. I am in the eighth grade at the McCullough Junior High School in Texas. Please, if even for a brief moment, let my voice be heard.
Her blood is engraved into these pages
Slowly unraveling the truth
Exposing every flaw in perfection
Every short-lived high
Every precocious low
Has driven the knife deeper into her lingering past
They told me that time would heal the wounds,
But they couldn’t have been more wrong.
No matter how many years pass,
Time does not heal.
Time buries baggage until you forget,
Comments
I love the metaphor.
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